I am on a roll, I tell you. 3,000 words yesterday, another 2,000 today. Of course, now I've probably jinxed myself. But you know what? That's okay. Because 80,000 words! Some people write whole books shorter than that. (Of course, when I'm finished cutting out the crud in this draft, this book may well be shorter than that 😉 )
Roll on the end of September and the end of this novel. And let's pray I can fit the rest of the story inside the 20,000 words I have left to play with.
Random things I've learned lately:
1. If you double a two-year-old's height, you can get a fairly good estimate of how tall said child will grow. Did everyone know this but me? No one else I've spoken to about this seemed surprised. Mind you, all those people had children. Still, the idea boggles me.
2. I am actually capable of writing the phrase like a wibbling frog. Worse, I am also capable of pausing, staring at the phrase in wonderment at my crapitude, and yet still thinking "Well, it'll do for now." Seriously.